Inner Belt Beauty

Driving across the Inner Belt Bridge on my way home from a trip to Bogota, I see the cityscape rise before me, lights twinkling and traffic whizzing by, and cynically think to myself that Cleveland looks like a hundred other mid-size cities.

2015-01-28T13:40:08+00:00 September 21st, 2013|

Austin, Cleveland, and the Cost of Cool

When Leslie Cochran, the most famous homeless man in Austin, Texas, died last year, the city, whose unofficial slogan was “Keep Austin Weird,” became a little less weird and quite a bit more square.

2015-01-28T13:12:43+00:00 September 16th, 2013|

The Biggest Little-Known Book Award

No one stumbles upon the Anisfield-Wolf Book Award collection at the Cleveland Public Library. The books are shelved in three locked cabinets of the Treasure Room, a drum-tight chamber in Special Collections.

2015-01-28T12:24:18+00:00 September 9th, 2013|

S & M in the CLE

I am in an S & M relationship with Cleveland. I am Cleveland’s slave. For me the “S” of Cleveland’s sadism stands for “seasonal.” All winter long, I withstand what Cleveland wants me to withstand.

2015-01-28T12:16:49+00:00 September 9th, 2013|

Drinks on the River

The men came every day, arriving as the daytime manager slid back the bolt on the front door. They walked into a darkness so solid they’d tip their heads as if dodging a blow.

2015-01-28T12:06:22+00:00 September 2nd, 2013|